Fixi Novels & Stories

Ian was fuming inside because Kimberly wasn’t giving him an reasonable explanation as to why she can’t go camping, she rather chose to ignore him, which killed him even more. “Can you give me one good reason why you’re ignoring this conversation?” he suddenly asked with clenched teeth, hoping she’d enlighten him more on why she was against the trip. But didn’t get a response from Kimberly, who instead of answering his question, totally ignored it. That was it! He can’t tolerate her acting like he didn’t exist. Storming to her, he grabbed her by the arm, making her yelp in pain. “Answer me God damnit!” he fumed.

Felix asked and Jomi pursed her lips before nodding her head. “Yes. I’m sorry” Jomi replied and Felix nodded. “Where you expecting me?” Jomi asked and Felix shook his head. “Not really. I thought you might come but when you didn’t come, I wasn’t that bothered either” Felix replied and Jomi nodded as she chewed on her lower lip. Felix rolled his eyes at the stupid lie he had just made up, he turned to Jomi who was still looking at the floor and playing with her fingers before rubbing her head.

when in fact we can burn this forest down into ashes. As soon as I set my foot on the village's gate, Gran, my childhood friend, came running to me. "Sera! The elder Fyre is looking for you." He said. He guided me towards the elder's house but while walking he kept telling about nonsense and when we were near the elder's house, I got irritated and said, "For the record Gran, you are the noisiest man I've ever met." and walked away, leaving him smiling, don't ask me why that's just how he is.

I commented. I saw the sales agent frowned. It is so obvious that she is trying to impress Andrew. Like hello?! I’m the client here and not Andrew! "What do you prefer?" Andrew asked. I thought of what I want. “I like big cars, especially those who I can drive even if there is a flood; you know here in the Philippines, it often floods. Also, I wanted to have a big compartment for my things. I will start to work with Vince soon.” I explained.

Like I was at the heart of convergence. “See anything you like?’ asked Wyren “Not sure, I really do not know what I am looking at or what I want” I replied “True… well, I could get the essentials' ' she replied as she hurried off while her tail wagged. I continued to explore the city with its high rise, metallic tree-like structures that had branches which carried rounded buildings of all sorts of colors. The trees were of different sizes, some small, others large, and with mini buildings hanging from it. These trees were called Mastiers and the buildings that hung from it were called units. Each Mastier’s size represented its use and function. A shopping and housing Mastier were humongous,

A timeline. I could work with timelines.

an angry voice orders as the door swings open. "What's going on, Liam?" Sam asks, peeking from behind the computer screen. Liam is the company's Chief Financial Officer, has been for years-or so Sam has told me. "Sir, something has happened. The Balance reports Estela gave me don't match the purchase records Ford sent in," Liam explains, adjusting his glasses. "There must be a mistake." "No, sir. Look." He insists, handing Sam a folder of documents. "Let me see," Sam mutters, eyes widening as he flips through the pages.

It wasn't any science- rocket to know what had occurred here before my arrival. I waited for him to explain that everything I was seeing was just a misinterpretation even though I knew the reality. I was naive but not that much to deny what's in front of me. Still, I wanted Xavier to lie to me. Show me that our relationship meant something to him. But he didn't seem perturbed about getting caught. He will never apologize, nor explain. "Babe, pull your zippers up," Let out the woman with a giggle. Xavier arched his perfect brows at her behavior as he pulled his zipper up, which made her giggle again.

The engine turned over with a low growl, and he pulled away from the curb. Inside the car, Felix was silent. His hands gripped the steering wheel at ten and two, his knuckles white against the leather. He didn't look at me once, his eyes were locked on the road ahead, tracked by the flicker of passing streetlights. He left the road to the main Packhouse and turned left towards the woods. “You missed the road.” He didn't answer.

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